Day at the Beach
Darrel and I spent most of the day at the beach today, Taylors Mistake. It is just over the hill from the beach town of Sumner on the outskirts of Chch. It is called Taylors Mistake because the original surveyors thought it was an island. Not quite sure how they thought that, must a have been a foggy day. Supposedly the Taylors are still a well known Chch family. There is this thing here about "what ship you came to NZ on". I have yet to be asked which ship I came over on due to my accent, but I think it's one of the first questions some people ask you when you meet them. Well, some people, probably just the ones that can trace their lineage to the first four boats that landed in Christchurch.

It was great to take a dip in sea. I think it has been over 5 years since I was in the ocean. I lathered myself in sunblock and then soaked up the rays. (Hopefully only the good rays were getting through to my skin.) The beach sand has some iron in it, so it's hot on the feet!

We watched Paragliders hover on the updrafts on the hills surrounding the little bay of the beach we were at. We also watched our friend David's kids run about and get sand everywhere. It was pretty funny when they got hungry, because every bite of their crunchy snack was a bit crunchier due to the sand that covered their hands and faces. There was just no way to get it off!